TILA TEQUILA DISS Lyrics

Zealot Tequila look like she went 12 rounds with Mike Tyson's fist

Bitch done sucked more dick than a state-of-porn addictionist

And then could this gang be running bulls, you swear she got bad hips

Hell naw, not this hoe

She get passed more than a blunt at a kid's picnic

Drops trap and ass bitch post half naked piss

But ain't no one tryna hit when she take the thongs off

You can see me runnin' straight back, see us later by the laser attack

But I'm just living with death

She got more straps, marks, than a new slot lizard

Thankfully she'll be dead

I heard she just recently came out the psych ward

Crazier than a shithouse rat

Brain like Swiss cheese

Ain't no tellin' what kind of disease is that hoe is carryin

Claims she's straight but always talkin' bout how she experimentin

Tried to blow her thongs in time

But that shit got bent real quick

Now she post naked on all the tracks

Beggin' for a dip, bitch, dang chance

A girl like Twitter famous, but your five minutes past

Quickest, quickest

Weakest, strengthest, weakest

Watchin' all through a store, get my mileage stick around

With 300,000 it's horse speed

Eyelashes lookin' leather through briefs

Eyelashes lookin' like dusty old brooms

Call it sweeping, call it sweeping

Arms to pile, lashes of a rose

Call it sweeping

Brain rot from all the penicillin and antibiotics

She been poppin', gettin' passed around more than the Oscorp

Did a kickback barbeque block

Quickest, quickest

Five minutes past, quickest

Now she loved him, now he's watchin' cartoons

Half you pre-sport, got my mileage stick around

With 300,000 it's horse speed

Eyelashes lookin' like dusty old brooms

Call it sweeping, fight right in front of all the penicillin

Antibiotics, she been poppin', she been poppin

Gettin' passed around more than the Oscorp

Did a kickback barbeque block

Thought he'd have some on that Q shit

Defendin' Nazis with a dumbass online

That fentanyl fry, but little scent she had left

In her tiny, big brain of hers

I hurt her pussy so loose, she even bruised

She had to say, girl, bye

She tryna start on the lanes to sell vids

Of her filthy manhood

Can't nobody think hard, so bitch, you can miss me

With your muscly coops and your two front teeth

Shit look like God already gave you a lot of balls with your face

Teal a tequila, your ass is broke and busted

No hits in years, cuz y'all could really be musted

Faded off the scene like an artist style meme

Now you tryna ride, but bitch, you went out out for the, for the dream

Pipe it round and y'all mind is thinkin' you're hot stuff

But really you're just a gang who loves to get nutted

But lookin' at your mix, they loves to get nutted

Lookin' at your mix, look

Lookin' at your mix, look

Lookin' at your mix, look

Lookin' at your mix, my math don't crack

Self-taught, it's not cute

Self-taught, it's not cute

My skin is ugly like the deceptive, deceptive, deceptive

25 minutes, but it takes a lot

Now you just gotta have it

And it flows B-R-O

Keep ridin', keep them in mind

The nasty way of speakin' and that shit